Inside the villa of Shen Yi's family, Ye Tian followed the female nanny inside.
"Mother Zhao, how did this person get inside?"
A crisp voice like that of a golden oriole resounded, and Ye Tian immediately looked over to see a tall and curvaceous beauty.
She wore denim shorts on her lower half, exposing her fair legs which were evenly proportioned and devoid of any excess fat, and a beige T-shirt on her upper body that tightly embraced her full breasts.
She exuded a faint scholarly aura all over, like a fairy from a painting, brimming with immortal energy.
"Miss, this man claims to be a hereditary doctor of Traditional Chinese Medicine, here to treat Mr. Shen."
Mother Zhao quickly responded.
Shen Yi's eyes, lively and bright, looked at Ye Tian. When she heard that Ye Tian was a doctor of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a slight surprise appeared on her pretty face, but it quickly returned to calm without any disbelief.
"Sir, please follow me."
